Well..... now my life is complete. I can just eat my gun and go to my Lord happy and fulfilled saying, "I have seen and heard the very best the planet Earth has to offer. You may start the supernova now."

I should also mention that I grew up listening to The MTA, although I have never been to Boston, and At the age of 7 asked my father why, if Charlie's wife could hand him a sandwich daily, why couldn't she stuff a danged nickel into one?

Hi other Andy- I wasn't aiming at anything other than cute. Glad you think we hit it.

The spare can actually play a passable backbeat on the drumset already. The heir can play the guitar much better than is required for Charlie and the CLM, and looks a little blase. I don't play the guitar, I'm a bass player.

Vanderleun- The seek professional help sign was in your honor, of course.

Andy- You were probably afraid of me for the wrong reasons before, and are now unafraid of me for different, wrong reasons. Me, I'm afraid of girls and the IRS.

Thud- Your children are better looking than mine, so they might go farther in showbiz.

Jean- My son wouldn't be caught dead with me, as it should be.

Gagdad Bob- Those were a blast. I used to be able to afford to keep a lawyer on retainer, but now I can only afford a lawyer with a retainer, so I'm toast.

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I lost my job making glass eyes for merry-go-round horses back in my youth. I decided to become a mercenary commando soldier, you know, hired gun, but unwisely chose the Salvation Army as my outfit. I never got to kill anybody, and I've got tinnitus in my right ear from the bell now.